Only You
By: Wildwolfr13
Ch.3
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Sasuke's eyes snapped open. Where was he? He carefully searched around the room, remembering about his encounter with a certain blond idiot. Not feeling very comfortable in a stranger's house, he rolled over and went to look for Naruto.
He silently padded across the floor and opened the door to the only bedroom in the apartment. He looked around, a bit surprised that the bedroom wasn't as dirty as he thought it would be. There were clothes draped over the dresser, and textbooks and schoolbooks were spread across a small desk. Naruto, in only his boxers, lay spread-eagle across the bed, clutching a pillow.
Most people would stop and examine the sight of a person sleeping, and they would also probably proclaim Naruto adorable and cute. But unfortunately, Sasuke was not one of these people. He examined Naruto's face for about the grand total of 5 seconds before he impatiently shoved him off the bed.
"Wake up dobe. It's 12 am, and you're still sleeping!"
"Whah?" Naruto muttered sleepily. He looked around with half-lidded eyes, apparently missed Sasuke, who was right in front of him, and went back to sleep on the floor.
Annoyed, Sasuke moved to kick Naruto in the stomach, and ungracefully fell as Naruto caught his leg.
"What the-" Sasuke spluttered as Naruto used his leg as a substitute pillow.
10 minutes and a scuffle later, both boys were in the kitchen, trying to cook something edible.
"You didn't have to hit me." Naruto grumbled. "I told you I was dreaming!"
Sasuke snorted. "Forget it. I don't want to hear about your perverted dreams."
"Why you!"
Sasuke ignored the other boys screaming and looked through the-
"Where's the fridge?"
"I don't have a fridge."
"Then what do you eat, baka?"
"The best food in the world!" Naruto declared. "Ramen!" Naruto opened his cabinets that were chock full of instant ramen. Sasuke stood there in silence for a few seconds.
"You actually eat that unhealthy junk every day?"
"What's wrong with it? It's delicious!"
Sasuke stood in silence again thinking about how unhealthy ramen was. 'It's greasy, it has enough sodium to kill a cow, especially if eaten EVERY day. Sure, once a month is ok, but…'
"We're going out to eat." Sasuke calmly stated. 'I don't want to get sick and throw up from consuming that greasy stuff.'
"Ok!" Naruto happily exclaimed going to the bathroom to do is dailies. 'Why is he so happy? I thought he said ramen was the best food in the world?'
"Oh yeah," Naruto said before he went inside the bathroom. "You don't have to worry about paying, because I have two miso ramen tickets to Ichiraku!" The bathroom door shut, and the sound of running water was heard.
"WHAT?"
30 minutes later
Naruto happily skipped down the sidewalk as a dejected Sasuke followed him, not having any choice but to follow. 'If I had my money right now…'
"Hey Naruto!" a feminine voice called out.
"Sakura-chan! Ohayo!" Naruto replied, grinning from ear to ear. He stopped and waited for Sakura to catch up.
"Where are you going?" she said, pausing to catch her breath.
"To eat ramen! Come with us!"
"Us? What do you- Oh…" she gasped as she finally noticed Sasuke. Sasuke looked at her with disinterest. Naruto glared at him with disapproval. He turned back to Sakura-chan with the everlasting foxy grin.
"Sorry Sakura-chan, Sasuke always acts like a jerk," he apologized.
"Um…" Sakura looked at Sasuke shyly, feeling that his dark obsidian eyes could swallow up her soul. She had never been really interested in boys…but this demi-god could make the straightest guys turn gay. With his raven black hair that framed his perfect face, his flawless ivory skin that resembled an expensive china dolls', that lithe body with lean muscles, those…did she mention his beautiful onyx eyes? Porcelain skin, electric, intense, gaze...Beautiful. He could have been a model. A top-class one. Why would someone like this hang out with Naruto? Sure, he didn't look too happy about it, but…
"Um, nice to meet you!" said Sakura, finally finding her voice, though it was two octaves too high. "My name's Sakura, and-"
"I know," Sasuke interrupted impatiently. "Naruto-baka, let's hurry up and go eat."
"Don't interrupt Sakura-chan, Sasuke-teme!"
"Shut up, usurantonkachi, you're making a scene."
"Teme! I'll-"
"Naruto! Sasuke-kun is right. Let's go eat."
"But-"
"Now, Naruto."
"Ok…that stupid teme…"
"Naruto!"
The next few minutes walking to Ichiraku was spent in a weird way. Naruto chattered with Sakura, as she replied with brief comments, darting peeks at Sasuke every 5 seconds. Sasuke ignored them both, wondering how he was going to find his mother. Well, it wasn't like she was going anywhere, and he didn't want to turn up on her door penniless. He would look for a job first, get familiar with the city, and then meet her with ample money, or enough to support himself and not be a burden. He needed to know where she lived first of all.
While he was brooding, a whole crowd of Naruto's friends had gathered as they walked on. Some regarded him with fascination, and asked Naruto questions about the stranger. Ignoring them all, he walked into the now visible ramen booth. Everyone piled in, chattering like magpie's.
As soon as the waitress took all their orders, it grew harder to ignore everyone's questions.
"Is he a model?"
"What's his name?"
"Is that a chick or a guy?"
"What is he doing here?"
"Why's he hanging out with you?"
"Is he shy?"
"Introduce us!"
"How did you get to know him?"
Naruto answered everyone's questions, laughing at some, and huffing at ones that insulted him.
Silence. Then, "So he's a hobo?"
"He is not!" screamed Sakura and Ino, hitting Kiba on the head.
Chouji said,"What is he?"
"I'm not sure," Naruto confessed.
"You let a stranger stay at your house without knowing what and who he was?"
"Is he going to stay?" asked Sakura, eating her hot ramen that just came out.
"Even if he is a hobo, I'm kicking him out today!" declared Naruto. Sakura hit him on the head.
"Ask him!" she hissed.
"Hey, Sasuke-teme, where are you going after this?" Naruto asked, nursing a painful bump on the head.
Sasuke paused at looking at his ramen in disgust.
"I'm going to stay at your apartment for a month," he decided, hesitantly eating some noodles. 'This actually isn't bad' he thought, his hunger making its presence known. 'It's great for cold, blistery days.'
"WHAT!" Naruto hollered. "So you are a hobo!"
Sasuke ignored him (once again), and went on eating his noodles. He decided that letting Naruto think that he was a hobo was better than going through the effort of opening his mouth and explaining his life story. He sighed, looked outside and set his mind to figuring out how to find his mother and getting a job, never noticing Naruto's screams of indignation in the background.
Sasuke really doesn't like ramen, but once he experiences being poor, it'll snap him out of it! Remember, he was a rich boy. Criticisms and flames are welcome. If anything is wrong, please alert me! Tips and advice are always welcome.